Stretching It Out 2

Reed did not think. He couldn’t. All he was aware of then was how much time he had let lapse since he had been intimate with Sue and his body’s desperate need for sexual relief. He leaped onto the bed, covering Camila with his body and grasping hands. It didn’t occur to him that Lili would feel left out—not until she jumped on him in turn.

Reed grabbed thick handfuls of Camila’s breasts while Lili pulled his jacket from him. He stretched himself thin to help her out until he finally had to stop fondling Camila and retract his extended arms from the jacket that was now halfway across the room. He was dizzy with lust and drinks and the need to prove himself to these two women who had offered him a chance to pleasure them.

Lili started undoing the buttons on his shirt until she could peel it from him. He sank into Camila’s ample chest while Lili pressed her tits into his back. The beautiful sensation of feeling so much smooth, warm flesh on his body mixed with the swirling lightness of being drunk.

He was rolled off of Camila’s body and then had Lili’s gorgeous breasts swaying over his face. They came down until he felt them on his cheeks and the girls’ wild laughter echoed around the room. His belt was unbuckled and he felt his pants being pulled away. Both girls had hold of a pantleg and he stretched his neck to get a good look at them while his boxers came away.

When his cock sprang out, both girls gasped in delight. Usually, when he was turned on, Reed had to make an effort not to stretch—to only extend his erection to acceptable limits. With his tipsiness, Reed had let his arousal get away from him. His cock was a good thirteen inches long, girthy, throbbing like the living thing it was.

His head reeled as four hands deliciously ran over his hot flesh. Reed squinted to better see the beautiful sight of the two women lavishing him with kisses and caresses. Camila reached behind herself and undid her bra. Pale mountains of flesh fell perkily from the loosened garment. Her breasts settled on his arm and chest, softness and heat gracing his body with added sensation as she kissed his face all over. Reed felt like he was being sucked down into a whirlpool of feminine contact.

Lili joined Camila in kissing him, sticking her tongue in his ear from the opposite side. Their hands continued exploring his body as if unable to believe their findings, from the hard muscles of his thighs to his bloated balls, over his taut belly, all the way to the burgeoning head of his staff. Reed stretched around their bodies and took handfuls of their lush asses. His fingers extended to tantalize their wet slits.

“God, you love that, don’t you?” Lili said, and it took a moment for Reed to figure out she was talking to Camila, then to look to Camila and see the lavishly pleasured look on her face. “Such a little slut. Is he even touching you or are you just thinking about that big cock inside you?”

“Who can think at a time like this?” Camila retorted.

“Don’t think then. Just suck.” It sounded like an order, the way Lili said it.

The next thing he knew, Camila was dropping out of his sight, her kissing mouth jumping down his stomach, full breasts dragged over his hard cock and swollen balls. Through his lusting stupor, Reed felt Lili’s lips on his, her tongue entwining with his own, while his prick was bathed in the warmth of Camila’s mouth.

Then Lili’s tongue was gone, replaced by a softly smothering hill of warm flesh that had to be her breast. A stiff gumdrop of nipple found its way to his lips and he opened his mouth to suck it in. His hand went to Lili’s other breast, fondling it while he sucked. Then his other hand stretched out to Camila. He patted her on the head as she did such a good job sucking him off.

“Look at your hips going up and down!” Lili purred. “You’re a total whore, Camila. Sucking him off is just the same as fucking for you, isn’t it? You like giving head soooo much. Do you even need him to cock you or do you just want to finger yourself while he’s in your mouth? God, we should come that way. Come while we’re both sucking him off. Don’t know if we can even take having him plow our poor little pussies… shit, fuck, I don’t care. Give me that thing! Let me have right in my cunt, all the way to my womb!”

The pressure around his cock left suddenly; it felt cold without lips and mouth attending it. But then Reed felt the mattress jostle with another’s movements and his manhood was taken in a tight grip. Strong thighs took hold of his waist; pubic hair tickled his glans. Then something altogether new, tight and wet and heated, slid over his cockhead. The bed started bouncing with Lili lurching up and down, milking his erection with every pleasured moan.

Reed moaned himself into the teat stuffing his mouth. His addled mind was overwhelmed with all that was going on like facts and figures could never overcome it, but he knew he approved of whatever was happening, everything that was happening. He opened his eyes only to see the supple flesh covering his face. With one pussy embracing his cock and another gyrating on his hand, Reed felt the jolts of harder-than-hardness that always preceded orgasm.

“Oh yes, take that cock, baby, you’re such a good slut, yeah, love that big dick, love it, it’s so good, isn’t it?” Camila sounded drunk on lust while she babbled at the sight of Lili’s undulations. “You better take it all, Lili, all of it, you’re such a whore for taking all that dick and enjoying it, you love it don’t you, love having it all in your wet cunt and fucking you, fucking you right into coming, I can see it on your face you dirty bitch, you want his cum so bad! Give it to him, Lili, get his cum, get that dirty pussy filled up, I know you’re a nasty little slut who loves cock, show him, show Reed what a nasty slut you are, show him you love that cock by coming all over it, yes, yes, he’s fucked your brains out hasn’t he, you can’t understand a word I’m saying, you just know it feels good to be his naughty, nasty whore, fuck, so good, even his hand feels so fucking good—!”

An inferno of unbelievable heat radiated out from Reed’s cock and he knew he was coming, filling Lili up with all she could take. His body convulsed potently and he knew that if both girls weren’t holding him down with their bodies, he would’ve flown right off the bed.

He bit down on Camila’s breast and heard her moan, Lili moan, hands all over his body, holding him close to the erogenous zones he was pleasuring. He could no longer remember whose breast was in his mouth and who was full of his cum, only that they were both happy to be his as he was happy to be theirs.

A weight came off his loins but he didn’t feel cool at all. His cock still felt like it was lathered in hot oil. Reed thought he was done, but then the breast left his mouth and weight settled on his groin again. Once again he was inside a slender channel, filling it up and emptying it, the bed rocking. He opened his eyes and saw Camila’s breasts jiggling to the rhythm of the protesting bedsprings.

Lili lay beside him and petted his chest, whispering about what a whore her friend was as Camila keep pumping up and down on his cock. It was, of course, nothing for his cock to harden instead of going soft. The pleasure of his orgasm hadn’t even been interrupted—it just transitioned into this new delight, gradually building up again while his balls swelled with new cum for the second of his lovers.

Reed was slipping into darkness, however, his senses used up except for the general feeling of sexual joy which turned into a wonderful dream of passion. He thought he was out at sea, his boat being tossed about by energetic but harmless waves. The rocking soon put him into a heavy sleep that his orgasm barely awoke him from.

He noticed absently that the girls had started kissing, their caresses now all for each other, and it struck him as good problem-solving that they’d found a way to tend to one another’s lust while he rested and prepared fresh cum for them to be filled with.

***

“Reed… Reed… you really did it, didn’t you?”

Reed opened his eyes. Sue stood there, hugging herself at the foot of the bed. Lili and Camila were still sprawled to either side of him. All of them were naked, except for Sue in the Fantastic Four uniform. Reed could only imagine which of many ways she had used to track him down; it would’ve been easy for her to use her invisibility to gain access to the room without forewarning him. And now she had him dead to rights.

“You fucked them both, didn’t you? Those dirty whores. I knew it. I knew that was what you wanted. Not a good girl like me, but girls like that. Dirty, nasty… sluts! Did you enjoy it, Reed? Did you enjoy having them, over and over again, knowing I could never please you the way they did?”

The curious thing was, Sue did not seem angry. Reed had seen her angry often enough to know. This was something else. Her cheeks flushed, her pupils dilated, her tongue constantly scanning over the surface of her lips. She was aroused. It made no sense, but the physiological signs were undeniable.

Reed knew he lacked something in social cues, but he could recognize patterns. How many times had Sue sniffed at some scantily-clad, sexually provocative woman and asked for assurance that Reed had no interest in her? How many times had she casually compared herself to girls like that after lovemaking, self-deprecatingly asking how satisfied Reed was by her subpar efforts? Reed had thought it was low self-esteem—odd, given how confident Sue usually was, but many people had some aspect of themselves they were sensitive about.

Now he could see those little comments for the hints they were.

“Yes, Sue,” Reed enunciated clearly. “They made me come harder than I’ve ever come before. I can’t believe how much time I wasted with a prude like you when I could’ve been fucking hot sluts like these.”

Sue sucked in breath and let it out shakily. “Did they come good for you? Multiple orgasms while you treated them like the sluts they were? Coming over and over again, actually getting off on you calling them whores? Is that what it was like?”

Reed nodded.

“Fuck,” Sue moaned, pulling at her costume. “Tell me more, please, I have to know, have to…”